But it's basically years (ten or so?) of pent-up art that's coming out. Stuff I'm drawing for sake of myself, and nobody else. It's really invigorating, actually. It's such a foreign feeling, having ideas. I really wasn't joking, all this time that I'd said I couldn't think of anything. Truly, I'm wrestling myself back into the saddle. Gonna take some time. Hopefully this heralds an onslaught of new stuff. Fingers crossed.